I just turned the oven off. I’ve been baking since noon. I never feel like its really worth it because in less than 2 days, the Cinnamon Rolls and Spinach Pockets will be gone. In a week, the bread will probably be gone.
Cooking is like housework. The minute you’re done, it’s time to start again. It’s never ending and must be done over and over again.
I should be happy with my accomplishments. Instead it’s rather depressing because it just doesn’t last long enough.
Teaching is much more rewarding. It can pass from generation to generation and benefit hundreds of people…
In the meantime, we have to eat.
1 large batch of Spinach Pockets
12 loaves of Whole Grain Bread
1 pan of Cinnamon Rolls
Cooking is a labor of love. The food gets gone, but the love lasts forever.